Novel & Cerita Sleeping Beauty's Daughter Descendants

He pulled out a piece of paper and held it up to the camera. My breath caught in my throat. It was the ultrasound picture. Right beside it was the blood test that Dr. Evans had conducted to showcase my wolf's genetic markers. Thorne said in a heavy whisper, "This is not a miracle. "This is a nightmare. The woman Dante is harboring is Princess Selene, the last surviving member of the cursed Moonfall bloodline. The child she carries is a Royal Hybrid. The camera focused on the medical record. The document contained plain English text that anyone throughout the world could read.

“She will need her father in the first few moments of her life. I’ll go with the queen and make sure she’s okay.” The King nodded, not used to taking orders from someone else, but he didn’t want to leave his daughter either. He went with Candance to the infirmary while Morgan went to the clinic. The surgery did not take long, and the doctor came out, looking dazed. “What is it?” Morgan asked. “She wasn’t pregnant with twins,” the doctor said softly. “Another girl. But this baby…she’s filled with dark magic…she’s the one the prophecy spoke of… she’s the destruction.”

Queen Xana had two daughters: a pure Royal Cheetah, Francesca and a Royal Cheetah/Vampire hybrid, Morgana. Gabriella gave Vlad a powerful male hybrid heir in Markus, followed two years later by their hybrid daughter, Jianna. Savannah moved to the MoonKing kingdom to be with Romeo. They soon added Rome, Hendrix and Flint to their little family. Kyria and Jonah had twin sons, Clayson and Indiana, followed 3 years later with triplets: two daughters, Rhys and Dixie, and another son, Novak. Having three powerful pups and many friends 18 years had passed before we even realised it. After their birthday celebrations, Timothy, Joey and Lexie all went off to different schools, territories and kingdom

But after years of repeated pregnancies, my body was weak and fragile. He easily grabbed my neck and slowly crushed my windpipe. He told me that the daughter who had been sent away had already died of illness long ago. Everything went black before my eyes, and I violently coughed up blood and died. After my death, he threw my and my daughter's corpses into the wilderness to be devoured by hungry wolves. He then ceremoniously married Briar, who was five months pregnant. Damien was focused on getting sons to inherit the throne, but I learned that I had awakened the Creator Goddess bloodline after my death, and my daughters would have inherited ancient power to end this apocalypse.

It was a secret she had concealed, for she didn't want the witches to know about her werewolf offspring. Ever since, every descendant, whether male or female, has possessed the haunting mark of lavender eyes, reminiscent of the enchantress Morgana herself. The power of her legacy lay dormant in female offspring, hidden from the watchful eyes of the world. And now, she stands as the first known girl descendant with this power.

And I intended to answer it in gold and flame. The coronation feast had ended hours ago, but I sat alone in the high chamber, stripped of gown and jewels, barefoot and still crowned. The crown was heavy—literally, forged with moongold and bone fragments from ancient beasts—but it wasn’t the metal digging into my scalp that kept me awake. It was the knowledge that my daughter was sleeping three floors below me. A daughter born of a future I hadn’t yet lived. A daughter hunted through timelines. A daughter I couldn’t remember bearing, but whose eyes mirrored mine so hauntingly it undid me.

He muttered, his tone very callous, and highly cautious. “I want the throne. She’s the only way I can get it.” I grumbled. “You’re a fool, you don’t know the power you possess, or the power you have imposed on yourself. The King is pure Lycan, direct lineage to the Moon Goddess herself. It is said his offspring are hybrid. The mother, Queen Katherine is the daughter of the great Celtic sorceress Aoibhe Moran and if memory serves, her father was Lycan Alpha Blake O’Conner.” I ran my hand through my hair as the old wizard recited the story of the royals, Emily had been right, Bridgette was a hybrid. I doubted my own second chance mate, who by the way I couldn’t find. I snorted angrily and slam

He rolls his eyes. -"It doesn't matter who has the book because not any witch can cast the spells. They would need a descendent from the Hybrid Queen Luna—Narcissa Wilkes— to do it. Rumor has it she gave birth to a child before the current Alpha King lineage overthrew her. Many searched but never found evidence of this supposed child. So finding this descendent would be the same as finding a needle in a haystack." -"We better start praying for them not to have a metal detector then!" Maximus sarcastically mumbles.

"I'm glad your father woke you up quickly, Francine. I've finished cooking dinner. Please help me set the table," Francine didn't seem to hear anything, and her gaze remained fixated on the man. Her father cleared his throat when he realized where she was staring. "I nearly forgot..." Her father took her by the elbow and led her to the man who still held her gaze. "Francine, he is Azure, and Francine, she is Azure. My only daughter, the Luna Princess of the pack," "A-Azure..." She couldn't say his name on her own, but it's lovely, and he complements it.

Sophia knew her daughter was coming, I had already mind linked her to let her know but she didn’t seem happy about it and she wasn’t the only one. We were furious to find out that she had a daughter, an heir to the throne. For a long time the Queen had been worried that there would be no one to take over when she passed, she had even begged Sophia to mate with any male to produce an heir but Sophia had always refused. A few months ago, word had spread that a girl with dark hair and grey blue eyes had appeared in a wolf pack, severely malnourished and without a wolf. Malnourished wolves is a common thing to hear, especially if they had been used as slaves but what had piqued my interest was t